creation – Dan Verkys

June 7, 2026

Writing the Day Away

Today, I shall spend the entire day writing,
Lost in my dream realm, calm, undisturbed.
Absorbed by imagination and creation,
This evening I hope to rest with a sense of achievement.

Having mapped regions of my inner self previously unexplored,
Finding deep within me, that inexhaustible well,
That great cavern of riches that must be exhumed,
Its treasures uncovered, recorded and shared.

It is currently 11am on a cool June Sunday morning,
Although my eyes are weary after an embattled sleep,
I have already crafted several memorable tales,
Birthing new lands, strange creatures and dreamy sights.

I look forward to what the afternoon brings.

June 5, 2026June 4, 2026

Fourteen Days to Dream

For fourteen days this June, creation has filled my senses,
Ideas gathering like storm clouds upon the horizon,
Each thought colliding with the next,
Sparking brightly against the architecture of my mind.

For fourteen days I have walked among possibilities,
Turning fragments into stories,
Dreams into landscapes,
And whispers into worlds.

The tide of stress has temporarily withdrawn,
Leaving the fertile sands of creativity exposed,
And for a fleeting moment,
The mind can breathe.

The great serpent Grimvael has retreated,
Coiling himself within his lightless pit,
His black scales hidden from thought and memory.

For now, his icy tendrils do not reach,
His suckered grasp does not cling
To old wounds and forgotten sorrows.

And in his absence,
The mind dares once more
To dream,
To imagine,
To create.